The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow by Helena R. Bates

Chapter 8

"Ms. Gonzalez, it shows you're married. Does your husband know you're leaving?"

"Yeah, we're on the brink of divorce," Nancy whispered hurriedly, her voice barely above a murmur. The clerk paused, "The process to terminate your status has started. You'll need to come in a week to submit your application. Will that work for you?"

Without hesitation, Nancy firmly replied, "Yes, I'll be there."

Not just in a week. Nancy would make time anytime if it meant getting away from Cyrus.

With a nod, the clerk ended the call.

The vast silence of the house enveloped her once more, broken only by the sound of water in the bathroom.

Nancy's expression was hard to read, a mix of emotions she couldn't quite name. Just a little longer, and she'd be free from Cyrus.

of her thoughts. It was a message

a second to like

to check. And sure enough,

collage of photos showcasing the jewelry Cyrus had gifted her. Right at the center was a picture of her snuggled up against a man

[When the wrong jewels find their rightful owner. Thanks for the gifts, love. It feels great to

post until her eyes stung. So, Cyrus had taken Hayley to the auction

didn't cut Hayley off. She wanted to see how far this farce would go.

open, and Cyrus emerged, a cloud of steam in his wake. He looked at Nancy, still absorbed in

If someone's bothering my Nancy, I'll

saw Cyrus approach, Nancy's heart skipped a beat, but she masked her feelings well. "It's nothing," she said, her tone

back at Nancy, trying to gauge her expression. "What's wrong? Did

survey asking if true love in marriage

smiled tenderly and said, "Of

focusing on her lips, a rush of desire coursing